Watching Qian Renxue get stumped, Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong said nothing. They merely stood there, smiling as they watched the two of them. That silly girl—how could a Spatial Soul Tool with a capacity of one hundred thousand cubic meters be researched and manufactured so quickly?
Huang Tian flicked Qian Renxue on the forehead again before saying, "Alright, that's enough for today. After I take you back, I'll make a trip to the research center and take out all these ores for them. Give me the rings."
"Hubby, I already shut up, and you still flicked my forehead. Aren't you afraid I'll become stupid? What if the children I bear you in the future are stupid too?" Qian Renxue said with a pout as she rubbed the spot he had flicked.
"You silly girl, all you say is nonsense. Alright, give me the rings." Huang Tian held out his hand and said irritably. Saying something like that was practically cursing her own future children. Really, she had no filter at all.
"Oh." In a fit of pique, Qian Renxue heavily slapped the three rings into his palm. Huang Tian bared his teeth and threatened, "Aren't you afraid I'll take you right here? Just wait. A woman who goes three days without a spanking will tear the roof off the house. I'll give you a good few injections."
"Bring it on. When you get drained dry and have to lean against the wall because your legs are weak, don't blame me." Qian Renxue planted her hands on her hips without backing down, though her eyes gleamed brightly. It had been several days since they had done that, and she was starting to miss it.
"Xue, stop butting heads with hubby. The one whose legs go weak and has to lean